chapter 19

Madeleine's promotion allowed her to help in the other schoolroom. The fist time she saw what was in there, she was horrified! This was evidently some other experiment that was going on, but she guessed something must have gone very wrong somewhere.
The room had half a dozen extremely fat adults in there who acted like children. The furniture and decor of the room reflected the infantile nature of the residents.
They didn't stand, they crawled along on their hands and knees, wearing giant babygrows and nappies with their big bellies dragging on the floor. They played with toys fit for toddlers and spoke in high pitched baby voices.
In the centre of it all, were two women who were evidently there to look after the children. Both women had to be around a size 30. Their bellies were large flabby mounds of fat, but their breasts were huge pendulous things that were almost bursting out of their uniforms.
Madeleine was just there to tidy up a bit, make sure the two women had everything they needed and to top up the feed their had going through a tube in their noses.
Then one particular toddler crawled over to her. He was bigger than the others. He'd been crying for some reason. His 'mother' stroked his hair as he settled down before her. She whispered to him affectionately, then opened her uniform to reveal her breast to him. Within seconds, he settled down as he latched on to her large beige nipple and began to suck enthusiastically.
Madeleine hardly knew where to look. On the one hand she was so shocked and curious that she didn't want to look away, on the other hand, she was so shocked and embarrassed that she didn't want to look.
She tried to behave as if everything was normal, averting her eyes, but she couldn't help staring every now and again.
What was this weird infantile fetish? Did they get up, dress normally and walk out of here on a Monday morning. Did they go about their daily duties as responsible adults and come back on Friday evening ready to be totally dependent, or did they they do this full time?
Madeleine did not believe these were part time babies. They had been brainwashed to behave like this, just as she had brainwashed her husband to be nothing more than a mountainous slab of lard.
Then the reality hit her.
Was she being brainwashed too? She'd never wanted to get fat, yet since coming here all she wanted to do was eat. She'd found herself admiring her side rolls and her growing stomach. She'd been proud of herself when she'd split her uniform and outgrown it.
Thus had to stop! She had to get out!
She would be one of those quitters who ran off in the middle of the night. She had to, soon she would not be able to run away! She would be too big to run. Too big to care!
But, she did care! She had to get away from her psychological captors. She'd studied psychology and she'd practiced everything she'd learned on Tim. How had she not realised the same was happening to her?
She ran a duster over the furniture, while trying to formulate a plan. The door was not locked. She could leave at any time. There were no guards to stop her. No one would come looking for her once she got out of the gate below. She would simply have gone. Another unhappy employee.
She thought about Tim. She would be abandoning him here. He would be well looked after. Anyway, he was passed caring for himself. As long as he got plenty of thick calorific, fattening nutrition inside of him. She'd pretended to love him so that she could gain his trust and fatten him up. If he had ever loved her, it didn't matter now. Their intimate relationship between them had ended when he had reached fourty stones and his belly got in the way.
Anyway, he got just as aroused when his giant belly was filled to capacity and she rubbed and massaged it. But any fool could do that. It did nothing to her. He repulsed her! He had allowed her to manipulate him into eating the wrong things, then he'd stuffed himself and become a lazy, gluttonous slob, who couldn't even do the simplest of things for himself.
She was not going to let herself like that. Absolutely no way!
What else were they going to do to her. Were they going to turn her into one of these adult babies? Or worse? Was there anything worse?
Once she was outside, she could lose her weight easily. She could restrict her diet, go to the gym, even get herself a personal trainer. She had power of attorney with Tim, so she had access to all of his money. She could go off on holiday, or sell his million pound apartment and emigrate somewhere, find someone else and start again. She imagined herself looking slim, tanned and glamorous in a bikini on a sundrenched beach in Australia.

She finished the dusting in the nursery and it was done. She returned to the staff room for a coffee. She was determined to go. She would do it tonight! She reached for another biscuit. She couldn't let anyone guess what she was thinking, she had to continue as normal and that meant eating to excess.